knocked up

Everybody’s good at something. For instance, my neighbor Susan makes delicious cupcakes, my friend Kathy is a really fast runner and my ex-husband shovels snow like, well, nobody’s business. I am really good at getting pregnant. Seriously, it just comes naturally to me. My ex just had to give me a sexy look and nineRead more…

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No, I am Not Winking at You

In the last 24 hours, I have Googled the following terms: “impetigo,” “hard cat poop” and “mesothelioma.” It goes without saying that the visual horror unleashed by the first two terms is something that will stay seared in my memory banks for the rest of my life. But it’s clear that I’ve got a lotRead more…

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in the land of teenagers

I have a wooden sign resting on the windowsill above my kitchen sink that reads: Hire a Teenager and continues in smaller letters beneath: While they still know everything, and every time I see it am reminded of this brave new world in which I live. Some days I walk around my house feeling asRead more…

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